First of all, they won a gold medal for their skit this year. As you can see, I get my lack of shame honestly.
Daddy didn't win anything in the singing competition this year. He didn't actually sing - he just whistled a tune that he's had in his head for years (that none of us recognized - actually, we thought he was kind of crazy). Then he asked the audience if any of them recognized it. And someone did! They said it was Milord. Who knew? [Note: Edith Piaf made it famous, but I'm linking to an English version sung by Cher - ha!]
Then they went on a field day extravaganza. Here's a picture of Daddy's medals.
He won four silver & three gold in spincasting, basketball shoot, shot put, football throw, table tennis, discus & standing long jump - check out this hang time :)
I didn't take a picture of Amy's medals, but she won gold in basketball shoot, softball throw, standing long jump, corn hole toss, shot put, football throw & discus. Whew!
I'm amazed at their ability to get out there & move their bodies. I plan to grow up to be like them - but I'd better get busy!